we should go on a date

This is as dressy as he gets. And it’s not bad. White shirt. Sport coat. No tie. Jeans. But they’re new. You know, ish. Hair cut. Relatively clean shaven. A bit of a strut going.

He feels pretty fancy as he knocks on her door.

Until she opens it.

“Hi!” she says.

He’s trying not to check her out.

He’s trying not to check her out, but failing miserably.

Later, when he is writing about it, he’s going to describe the dress as “pink and form-fitting.”

And it is both of those things.

But that doesn’t begin to tell the story of how it hugs her curves like they’re just returning from the war.

He’ll describe her hair as “down, dark, shiny” but that won’t nearly explain how his fingers want to play in it, before wrapping it around his hand.

And pulling.

“Ready to go?” she asks, almost breaking the spell.

“Of course,” he says, offering her an arm.

****

Sitting in the car shows off legs that look far more luxurious than the Rich Corinthian Leather.

“What are you thinking about?” she asks.

“The stock market.”

****

He puts his phone back in his pocket as she returns from the restaurant washroom. He stands to hold her chair. She touches his arm lightly and his entire being almost combusts.

“Were you just texting someone?” she asks, as she sits down.

“Yup.”

“About me?”

“Yup.”

“Can I ask what you said?”

“I told my friend that your butt doesn’t need an updated resume, because it just won’t quit.”

“I feel like I shouldn’t enjoy that as much as I do…”

“How come?”

“I don’t want to encourage you.”

“I rarely need much encouraging.”

“People would say I should be offended.”

“What people? I wrote it. You liked it. My friend is impossibly jealous. It’s win-win.”

“Win.”

“Right.”

The candle light flickers reflect in her eyes, trying to gain more beauty by association. It makes his heart race for attention.

“Did you think I might say ‘no’ when you asked me out?” she asks.

“I’m gonna level with you, that never crossed my mind.”

“Why not?”

“You’re too smart not to be curious about us and how amazing we could be.”

“I know–”

“Do you though?” he asks.

“Yes…?”

“No. You don’t.”

“Is that so?”

“It is, in fact, so.”

“I made it clear that platonic was all I was offering right now,” she says.

“Sure.”

“I drew a line.”

“Yup.”

“And?”

“I assumed it was in pencil.”

“Why?”

“Because I’m me and you’re you and life is short. Life is too short to not grab for something amazing and just hold on, you know? You may have doubts, but I know. Goddamn, I know. We can be a once in a lifetime kind of thing. You say platonic, and I respect that. I do. But if you think, for one minute, I am going to stop trying to prove to you that your entire existence would be exponentially better with me in your life, well, then you don’t know me at all. So, yeah… It’s because I’m me and you’re you and that’s how it is.”

“Okay…”

“Okay.”

“Okay. Can I have dessert?”

“You can have absolutely anything you want.”

****

They walk down her street, as the late evening coolness settles it.

She stops them under the one flickering street light in the county. She looks up at him with a face that makes him forget how to do long division.

“You’re different than others guys,” she says.

“Yes.”

“You know that, right?”

“Sure. I’m better,” he replies.

“I said different.”

“Okay.”

She starts them walking again. She hesitantly wraps her arm around his.

“What are your plans for the rest of the date?”

“We are going to get to your door up there and I am going to kiss you. I am going to kiss you like you’ve only seen in movies. I’m going to kiss you with an unbridled passion and a fury aching to break free. I’m going to kiss you until we both lose our breath and want to find it together. I’m going to kiss you with our bodies pressed so tightly. I am going to kiss you as my hands slowly slide down your back and make you wonder until my finger tips stop just a little over the border. I’m going to kiss you like I mean it. Because I really do.”

She picks up her walking pace.

“Okay. Maybe you’re better.”
 

 

 

 

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